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Something about the art school had been changed for artist Jeon Jungkook ever since this newcomer joined it.

The art teacher of the children began coming earlier than usual, always wanting to steal one glance of this work of art walking across the gallery.

The artist was subtle in his actions, camouflaging himself in the crowd of people when many students would walk in and he would choose a corner to peak and find this guy walking into the gallery, his hazel eyes always stuck on the marble floor as he would gracefully walk.

There would be rare chances of him to notice the artist staring at him but during break times things would become way too obvious.

For then, Jungkook was occupied in adorning more of the clear walls of the gallery, being it a reason or an excuse. He could see the other male passing through the corridor to enter his class hall. A mere view of the window where the male sat in the hall was clear to the artist's charcoal eyes, always inspiring him to do his best.

The infrastructure of the four story building had open corridors in all four directions and a dome in the center up right. The top three floors were occupied by students there for bachelors while the bottom floor was to provide diplomas for short time learners and children who were tuted. The corridors had open space, supported by beams, it was almost possible for everyone to look around and see every part of the bottom floor of the building and luckily that time Jungkook was given opportunity to draw in the same corridor that was aligned with this guy’s classroom hall, giving him a free chance to look through the multiple glass windows and see him working there.

Taehyung would sit in front of his canvas, near a gigantic window and Jungkook could see him through the gallery, see the guy working.

There would be chances of them sharing glances and sometimes their eyes would meet by chance, unspoken words would pour through their gazes, the intensity in them would be too beyond describing.

Jungkook believed he was not bold unless he met this guy. Whenever they would stare, Jungkook just didn't want to break eye contact but sometimes he would have to but when this cute guy, Taehyung isn't looking at him, Jungkook's eyes would only stare at him and Taehyung was well aware of these eyes always being on him.

Not that he complained but he felt a bit appreciated. Jungkook's eyes were not like all the other thirsty bastards. There's something different about the gaze he held, it had longingness, desire and love.

These sneaky glances became a part of their lives. Taehyung's three hours of art schooling became the best hours of the day while for Jungkook the moment he would get to see this guy was everything.

Just like these break times, Jungkook was in the corridor after teaching his young students while the adults were still there to complete their duration.

The artist was free from this responsibility so he, like all the other days, decided to adorn the walls of the wide gallery.

Holding his brushes and colours down on a sheet above the marble floor, he lost himself in the ecstasy of the painting.

The art school was no less than a museum itself, the gigantic hallway was adorned with a number of creations by the students and the art teachers there, the aesthetic school started by an Italian couple which later on was handed to Bang Pdnim, the chairman and the principal of the academy.

And the very known handsome Jungkook found his dream job in this school, earning sufficient and working on his passion at the same time. There's nothing he would ask for unless he met the other guy.

The artist was designing and painting the walls with Greek art style, Hellenic paintings and pictures of Aphrodite, enhancing the beauty of the walls and bringing heaven on earth.